Thursday, May 26, 2011

As students count down and yet feel so guilty for wishing for the summer sun, we push on, aware that every moment is one moment less that we get to be this group. That we get to have this experience. That this moment is done now too. And we celebrate, and we reminisce, and then we worry because what comes next? Will these students be ok in the next year? Did I teach them everything I wanted to? Did they understand my words? Our goals? Did they make this their own?

We end the year the way it began; eager, anxious, pondering what comes next? We end the year the way it began; wondering where to now, what challenges shall we undertake, who will be our friends? A year has passed, the goals been met - or have they - and constantly we ask ourselves; now what, now what, now what?

Disclaimer

Of course these opinions, musings, rants and reflections do not express the opinion of my employer. One would be crazy to think that one single teacher could be the mouth piece for an entire district. Nor are my posts meant to offend mostly, nor mislead but rather provide a snapshot of my mind at a certain point in time on a topic.

So please feel free to disagree, agree, compliment or discourage further blogging but promise to not think this is in any way an official mode of communication for my employer. These are my opinions and while I stand behind them right now they may change so while you are at it, don't hold that against me either.

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